[ whisper just ignoring them is so valid. either way, he's strapping his dagger to himself in an easy access place, grabbing his little pack of gear and he begins to head for the door expecting hans to follow so they can get going.
kind of weird city, but fine. he's from new york, it's not hard to ignore and focus on the time. ]
Worst case scenario we improvise if we come up short.
[Hans has scampered back inside once he's spotted nothing out of the ordinary except for the gazelle (which at this point in his sudden isekai city life is only just a little strange) -- which he's leaving to Whisper, honestly, let her be the ungulate whisperer he's tucking away his default pack of things and popping in a few things of smoke pellets for posterity.
An easy thirty seconds later he's back at the door, slipping outside after Nico and circling curiously over to see if the gazelle has anything interesting to say.]
[ actually do they have a way to check the time at all now that they left the warehouse? they don't have their phones but do they have access to different phones or watches? can i retroactively put a watch on nico so he can see what our time looks like.
this is me going "he lets whisper do her thing", keeping an eye on her to make sure this gazelle doesn't suddenly try to fuck her up. ]
OK no, we're hoping we have some sort of timekeeping device or he really will go back and rummage for one or I don't know lift one off a random passerby but we probably don't want that.]
Meow, we should try walkin' and talkin' 'cause we really should get going.
[Waves hand vaguely since we're pretending not to know where we're going. But at least faces the right way until we figure out timekeeping.]
[ okay everything was fucking fine actually until he hears "this is vegas" and he just sort of. stops. and frowns deeply into space as he takes a better look around. does this look like normal-earth vegas actually, minus the gazelles...? for comparison.
anyway he is self-aware enough to remember these people are only helping him with whatever job they have to do today and don't have to know what he's thinking about. instead, he's checking the time and remembering they have a bit of a walk to the bar so he's shaking his head and turning to head in the right direction. ]
I'm ready if he is. [ nods his head back at hans even as he begins to walk. let's just focus. is there anything unique about the city streets as they start making their way to the bar? ]
[There's a small tilt of Hans' head, catching one of his companions freezing -- you need to be on the lookout for such things, after all, on a job like this one. Some days he misses working solo, but there's nothing for it when a few worlds come gatecrashing into your hobo party life.
Anyway, he doesn't comment, but does obligingly set out once they seem to have sorted their tiny sidequest and their directions.
He'll be people-watching, curious to see if there's anyone acting out of the ordinary as they get closer to the bar. But also:]
'Nother new city, huh? Either of you got an idea what kinda city this is?
[ It looks more or less like Vegas, but it doesn't look exactly the same. There are cars on the street, there are gas stations on some street corners, there's a couple small game stores. There's smattering of clothed, quadrupedal animals that are running stores, along with humans.
The world seems normal to the people who live here. ]
[ taking stock of the people and animals about. no one else is treating it as strange, so she won't be, either. at least she doesn't have to investigate a casino after immediately investigating a casino, i guess. just heading to the bar*
*she's following the boys' lead since she does not have the directions ]
Nevada. [ he's leading I guess since there are instructions to the bar. animals in clothes seem to be the norm? so whisper is noting them and he's going to just notate their route if they have to go back to the warehouse. ] It's been some time, but it's always been pretty busy.
[ are there other animals or people on their route they can eavesdrop on? ]
Seems like Nico here's the only one who's got a bead on this place, looks busier to me than the last place we were at. Lot meowre animal types, too.
[Truly, what is a Nevada, but he doesn't bother to ask that at this point.
There's a careless nod at Whisper, apparently she is now the animal type expert. This may or may not be Hans just pushing off various responsibilities onto everybody else, but let's call it on-the-spot delegation. That's totally what it is.
He'll just appreciate the scenery. Are there Vegas flyers and ads about, anything to tell them the general context of when they are and whether there's anything interesting going on in the city?]
[ why are there so many billboards... what are these shows... why isn't there jazzy background music and level hazards everywhere, like random pinball flippers.
anyway. ]
Then Nico should be the leader, until we have a better idea of what it is that we are doing.
Me? [ why. ] I don't even know if we need a leader...I don't have any more of a clue what we're doing either. [ he is simply leading them to a bar, watching the skyline...listening to things...trying to figure out why the fuck there are animals in normal clothes. not that random animals is that weird, considering, but still.
there's a faint stab of annoyance at the various billboards. is the city getting less busy, more busy, or relatively the same as they keep going to this bar? ]
We'll figure out a leader once we figure out the first thing of what we're doin', how 'bout that.
[Hans sounds amused, and also distracted because this is a lot more pomp and flashing and lighting and whatnot than the last city -- the last any city, help. He's been pretty good at acclimating considering there's quieter spots in the Oceanside place but here? Ouch. Shaking his head a little like he's knocking off flies before he settles back down.
It's a good thing they don't have a Sonic level on top of that because he'd probably just give up and take a nap.
So how far are they from the bar, it's within walking distance, right.]
[ did our note even say what time to meet here? it just said don't be late, right... guess we'll find out what that means!
whisper enters. what does the inside of this establishment look like? are there any more people/animals aside from whoever we're meeting? do we even know who we're meeting... or do we just know. ]
[ none of them have a license (or in whisper's case the leg length) to drive but who's going to stop them. i guess.
anyway he's truly sort of just eyeing the strip as they're walking and mostly keeping to himself, hands in his pockets and not talking as they approach the bar. car noted.
it is 10:50am and he follows whisper into the bar, holding the door open for hans to follow. in addition to what whisper's examining in her meta, are there other exits? what do they know about this bar, if anything? have they been here before? i assume yes because it was just called "the bar" but just wondering. ]
[Has Hans been inside a car before, does he know anything about motorized vehicles beyond not walking in front of one in certain circumstances, has he 1-v-1’d a sedan downtown, these are all currently questions with dubious answers. Anyway.
He’ll remember the car at least but only insofar as they’ll need some form of driver and his version of that is probably going to need some kidnapping. It’s fine.
Slinking into the bar, where they’re probably underdressed, Hans straightens up to peer around a little; like Nico, he’ll take note of the layout — size, potential number of floors and rooms, and also what’s the menu, actually, we’re curious catting in this establishment of sin today.]
[ You've been here before. There's a back entrance with a glowing green EXIT sign. Feels like you've been here before.
It's very easy to tell who you're here for.
Walking into the bar, this place is classy, wide and clean. Menus aren't out just yet. The windows are letting in the nearly noon sunlight. It seems almost empty. Whoever is supposed to be behind the bar, isn’t around for the moment. Maybe you’re here too early for service, or maybe it has something to do with the leopard.
Besides you, the only person here is the leopard lounging on the bar counter. He’s wearing a jacket that could’ve only come out of the 80s. His eyes meet yours, regarding you with interest. ] Hey, hey. You’re late, you know. [ Under his paws looks like a blueprint of a building. ] You’ve already paid for this, but time is money. Should I charge you extra? Haa, if you don’t work fast, somebody else might get that treasure you’ve been eyeing.
[ ...sure. okay. treasure's fine. he's still sort of just trying to sort out his own thoughts of "literally why are we here, oceanside's that way" versus "we're here for the treasure, why else." it's a weird thought to be having but he's just. going to ignore it. ]
And if you don't want us to be late, be more specific next time. [ he holds his hand out for the blueprint though. listen, if they already paid for it it is rightfully theirs? ]
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kind of weird city, but fine. he's from new york, it's not hard to ignore and focus on the time. ]
Worst case scenario we improvise if we come up short.
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[Hans has scampered back inside once he's spotted nothing out of the ordinary except for the gazelle (which at this point in his sudden isekai city life is only just a little strange) -- which he's leaving to Whisper, honestly, let her be the ungulate whisperer he's tucking away his default pack of things and popping in a few things of smoke pellets for posterity.
An easy thirty seconds later he's back at the door, slipping outside after Nico and circling curiously over to see if the gazelle has anything interesting to say.]
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The gazelle looks over and down at Whisper. ]
Yes? Are you lost?
[ Doesn't seem like they think anything is strange about Whisper. ]
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[ just rolling with this. thank you helpful gazelle. ]
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this is me going "he lets whisper do her thing", keeping an eye on her to make sure this gazelle doesn't suddenly try to fuck her up. ]
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OK no, we're hoping we have some sort of timekeeping device or he really will go back and rummage for one or I don't know lift one off a random passerby but we probably don't want that.]
Meow, we should try walkin' and talkin' 'cause we really should get going.
[Waves hand vaguely since we're pretending not to know where we're going. But at least faces the right way until we figure out timekeeping.]
Might be this direction? Or thattaway.
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[ The gazelle seems slightly concerned for her well-being, but also gets pulled into a conversation about ramen by somebody else.
You may put a watch on Nico, I will count that as altering his outfit. It's 10:20 already.
You have directions to get to the bar. ]
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Thank y-- [ oh okay. thanks gazelle. whisper wanders back to the gang. ]
Are you still deciding what to take? [ @ the boys ]
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anyway he is self-aware enough to remember these people are only helping him with whatever job they have to do today and don't have to know what he's thinking about. instead, he's checking the time and remembering they have a bit of a walk to the bar so he's shaking his head and turning to head in the right direction. ]
I'm ready if he is. [ nods his head back at hans even as he begins to walk. let's just focus. is there anything unique about the city streets as they start making their way to the bar? ]
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[There's a small tilt of Hans' head, catching one of his companions freezing -- you need to be on the lookout for such things, after all, on a job like this one. Some days he misses working solo, but there's nothing for it when a few worlds come gatecrashing into your hobo party life.
Anyway, he doesn't comment, but does obligingly set out once they seem to have sorted their tiny sidequest and their directions.
He'll be people-watching, curious to see if there's anyone acting out of the ordinary as they get closer to the bar. But also:]
'Nother new city, huh? Either of you got an idea what kinda city this is?
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The world seems normal to the people who live here. ]
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I was told this is "Las Vegas."
[ taking stock of the people and animals about. no one else is treating it as strange, so she won't be, either. at least she doesn't have to investigate a casino after immediately investigating a casino, i guess. just heading to the bar*
*she's following the boys' lead since she does not have the directions ]
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[ are there other animals or people on their route they can eavesdrop on? ]
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[Truly, what is a Nevada, but he doesn't bother to ask that at this point.
There's a careless nod at Whisper, apparently she is now the animal type expert. This may or may not be Hans just pushing off various responsibilities onto everybody else, but let's call it on-the-spot delegation. That's totally what it is.
He'll just appreciate the scenery. Are there Vegas flyers and ads about, anything to tell them the general context of when they are and whether there's anything interesting going on in the city?]
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A late night shift today and they have opening. It should be illegal to do this to them.
Hey, did you hear about the new play that started?
I heard that a new boba shop is popping up soon! We should definitely go.
That dessert place would be better if it wasn't that expensive.
The flyers are of shows, past, present and future. There are so many billboards about lawyers. ]
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anyway. ]
Then Nico should be the leader, until we have a better idea of what it is that we are doing.
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there's a faint stab of annoyance at the various billboards. is the city getting less busy, more busy, or relatively the same as they keep going to this bar? ]
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[Hans sounds amused, and also distracted because this is a lot more pomp and flashing and lighting and whatnot than the last city -- the last any city, help. He's been pretty good at acclimating considering there's quieter spots in the Oceanside place but here? Ouch. Shaking his head a little like he's knocking off flies before he settles back down.
It's a good thing they don't have a Sonic level on top of that because he'd probably just give up and take a nap.
So how far are they from the bar, it's within walking distance, right.]
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At this point they've come across the bar and just need to enter. It looks classy from the outside.
There's a car parked outside that they'll recognize as their getaway car.
None of you can officially drive. Please reconcile with that later.
It's currently 10:50 AM. ]
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whisper enters. what does the inside of this establishment look like? are there any more people/animals aside from whoever we're meeting? do we even know who we're meeting... or do we just know. ]
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anyway he's truly sort of just eyeing the strip as they're walking and mostly keeping to himself, hands in his pockets and not talking as they approach the bar. car noted.
it is 10:50am and he follows whisper into the bar, holding the door open for hans to follow. in addition to what whisper's examining in her meta, are there other exits? what do they know about this bar, if anything? have they been here before? i assume yes because it was just called "the bar" but just wondering. ]
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He’ll remember the car at least but only insofar as they’ll need some form of driver and his version of that is probably going to need some kidnapping. It’s fine.
Slinking into the bar, where they’re probably underdressed, Hans straightens up to peer around a little; like Nico, he’ll take note of the layout — size, potential number of floors and rooms, and also what’s the menu, actually, we’re curious catting in this establishment of sin today.]
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It's very easy to tell who you're here for.
Walking into the bar, this place is classy, wide and clean. Menus aren't out just yet. The windows are letting in the nearly noon sunlight. It seems almost empty. Whoever is supposed to be behind the bar, isn’t around for the moment. Maybe you’re here too early for service, or maybe it has something to do with the leopard.
Besides you, the only person here is the leopard lounging on the bar counter. He’s wearing a jacket that could’ve only come out of the 80s. His eyes meet yours, regarding you with interest. ] Hey, hey. You’re late, you know. [ Under his paws looks like a blueprint of a building. ] You’ve already paid for this, but time is money. Should I charge you extra? Haa, if you don’t work fast, somebody else might get that treasure you’ve been eyeing.
[ You do want to get the treasure. ]
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...she does want the treasure. ]
Then you can get to the point.
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And if you don't want us to be late, be more specific next time. [ he holds his hand out for the blueprint though. listen, if they already paid for it it is rightfully theirs? ]
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